CITY of HEROESs is the second studio album by the melodic rock / heavy metal duet project Kiske/Somerville. The album features the collaboration between vocalist Michael Kiske (ex-Helloween, Unisonic, Place Vendome) and American singer Amanda Somerville (Aina, HDK, Trillium). It was released on 17 April 2015 in Europe and on 21 April 2015 in North America. The album features Mat Sinner (Primal Fear, Sinner) and Magnus Karlsson (Primal Fear) handling most of the songwriting, with one contribution from Sander Gommans (ex-After Forever) and Amanda Somerville. Veronika Lukesova is in charge of the drumming and Sinner together with Jacob Hansen handle the production.

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praise the heaven above, singing the glorious rhythm of the sky, whose tail holds the wings of the angel for joy sound clears the highway to echo in distance land; as the melody of praise loud to the heart of memories whose tangle ears chorus to the unison of yesteryear the heaven belongs to the heart of peace, saddle with emptiness of pure obedient to the Lord of all kings; like the loads of strength that call the sounds of the trumpet of the meadow of rest... Antonio Liao http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/symphony-of-the-forgiven-soul/

Judas staked his life for pittance in avarice Joisted on a beam for derision and dishonor Juxtaposed with thieves to corrupt his piety Javelin taunts ribbed him of water and blood Jesse’s root wrenched with pincers of hatred. Earmarked eons before time as divine offering Earnestly walked the path to the kindled altar Entreaties of allies forsaken with wisdom of old Echelons of religion stacked charges in unison Effusions of loathing drowning all compassion. Stripped of the robe of dignity for worthless wit Striped for empty offences to fill envious desires Strapped in ignorant mirth to fulfill heaven’s fiat Strikes of pain from minions questioned his deity Silence loudly responded to mystify foes and fiends. Unpopular among brethren who stalked him as prey Unbridled tongues in concert rallied words of infamy Untamed mouths spewed forth blasphemies as fervor Untainted but polluted by vile words spoken in folly Unscathed by rude jeers of chained prisoners of Sin. Subordinated deity faltered in agonized steps to victory Suborned clique danced to orchestrated music of victory Suicide played a defeating hand to traitor in real victory Sanhedrin deftly wove a carpet of lies for mock victory Sirens of celestial hosts blared to proclaim eternal victory. Just ever so unjustly slain. Chukuemeka Akpe http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jews-ennui-still-universe-s-savior/

Matters went from bad to worse at Spinoza High School turning the place into a veritable cauldron of confusion. First, Murry Vos was pushed down a flight of stairs the man represented twenty years of experience both legs broken out for the term culprit never caught. Next, Henrietta Saxe finally achieved her goal of becoming a porno star, moved to Hollywood, and changed her name to Darling thus the Drama Department suddenly found itself without a teacher. Then, without warning, the mouse population exploded. Marie Simonpoetri, who taught biology, said the warm moist summer caused it all. In any case, they were bold little critters, sniffing pant legs and marching across desks while class chugged on students utterly immersed in joy as tiny mouse feet turned boredom into Pandemonium. Attempting a bit of creativity I set bowls of Gerbil food in the right front corner of the room for “Feeding.” No good. Apparently this particular species had been created with a sweet tooth and searched student’s back packs for chocolate chip cookies, Snickers, Little Debbie Cakes and other sundry bits of concentrated sugar. I suggested to my students to leave such tidbits home “Not coming to school Bernstein, ” said Larry Fiddle. Others threw papers slung paper clips whistled hissed hooted and in unison whipped out their goodies munching loudly. Charles Chaim Wax http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-day-at-spinoza-high-school/

Eighty-five. Her walk is different. Sensing uneven ground, Carefully placed steps Gingerly move towards me. The twilight years are never kind. I worry as I watch. Radiant skin and raven hair, Have faded somewhere Beneath a silver chapeau. A face that echoes back the years Of scattered joys and, One too many sorrows. Once beautiful and strong, A fragile body now clings To a worn, pale frame. As she nears I am transfixed By eyes that have defied her years. Their magic serenade begins and Speaks to me in whispers Of summer days and penny candy; Laundry on the line; Lilac scents and hoola-hoops; Ice cream dripping down my chin. Of streetcar rides to Sunday school; Ponytails and braids; Bicycles and baseball games and Graham's corner store. Of floured hands and shortbread sweets; Toboggan runs and ice rink falls; Christmas Eves and tangerines; Angel making in the snow. Of nimble fingers dancing Over ivories with ease; Transporting me with every note To other times and places. Voices rise in unison To 'English Country Garden'; Each verse a little louder As we sit side-by-side. Standing now before me I see beauty wrapped in grace. My mother's eyes brought youth and joy To both of us today. Linda Batchelder http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/windows-of-the-soul/

What is a heart but a vessel for my love for you to pass threw For in every beat I hear your voice whisper I love you There is no distance to far or no time to long To keep my heart from beating loud and strong Calling out your name whispering softly I love you to My arms are empty if they are not holding you tight My lips are soft but dry as they long for the wet kiss of Your lips that I can remember the very taste My body aches to feel your body next to me To lay my head upon your chest and hear your Heart beat in unison with mine When we parted I said that I would let you go The pain between us was grater than the love I suppose, But then again who really knows Mona Palacios http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beat-of-my-heart-the-strength-of-my-love/